Gen offered his hand to hold, which also might be a hand helping him up, it depended how easily Senku was able to get from his seat. Then, he'd walk with him to the quiet rooms.

"Yes, I suppose. I guess I keep thinking of home, at times, I worry a little about what's happening despite my better judgement," Gen said, his voice cheerful in contrast to his somber words. "It's not as if I can do anything about us being here right now, of course. We're the sorts who always try to make the best of the hand we're dealt."